you caused me the most heartache.
one day you said you'd marry me, the next you just wanted to be friends.
you fucked with my feelings. you messed up your dates and broke up with me on the two month anniversary. it was either that, or, the day of my best friends funeral.
a bad week. why couldn't you have waited for the monday?
i regret all i said to you. was it even love? or did we both just crave having someone?
did i even mean that much to you? was it all a lie?
did you really love me? or was i some trophy for you to show everyone?
but. i've moved on. you're nothing to me now. you're just someone who doesn't mean shit to me anymore.
and if what i have been told is true, you always complained about our sex life. why chat loads of shit when you KNOW that i wasn't ready for it.
that is what heartache feels like. i was nothing to you. and look who's laughing now.
